O Lord, I do not know the beginning of the path, tell me about the end of the path.
Whatever I consider as my accumulation, make that as Your own. O my companion since time
immemorial, the light of the morning and darkness of the night, tell me the immortal song
of the beginning and end in new melody. You are mine and I am Yours. There is no third
entity on the earth. I am the string of Your monochord, in whatever way You want, You
play
it.